0 comments/ 26293 views/ 1 favorites Witch Way Now? Ch. 01 By: Xatiqua The beautiful woman uncrossed her legs and got up from the regal chair she was sitting in. With one hand, she continued to lovingly stroke the broad side of a sharp jeweled dagger that she held as she spoke to the scared young girl in front of her. “Leeza,” she sighed as she shook her head gracefully, “we both now that you are bound to answer me. So, will Stephen be a problem to me?” Leeza nodded her head sadly as she looked up from the floor. She was standing in front of Lady Madeline in the observatory room of her castle, despite the fact that she wished she was anywhere else but here. She watched Lady Madeline soak this information as anger filled the lovely woman’s cobalt blue eyes. Leeza could tell how angry the new castle ruler was by the way her grip on the dagger hilt tightened. Her long light blonde hair flowed behind her in waves as she began to pace back and forth in thought. “So that brat will probably try to claim the throne one day,” she said bitterly as she continued to pace. Even in anger, she still displayed grace and proper breeding. Her curvy hips gently swayed back and forth as she walked with her long legs. Her right hand was placed on the side of her narrow waist. “Will he be my undoing?” she asked angrily. Leeza bit her lip as she shook her head in affirmation. “How...will...he...do...it?” she hissed slowly as her eyes narrowed in fury. Leeza wanted to lie or run away from the horrible woman, but she couldn’t. When the lady had first arrived to the castle as Lord Dunmore’s new bride, she had rescued her mother from some castle guards who were trying to be rough with her. As a result, her mother thought that the new lady of the castle was a good and kind angel, and in repayment, vowed that she and her blood would always serve her. What her dear mother didn’t know was that Lady Madeline knew that Leeza’s mother was a witch and had staged the incident to harness her powers for her own. However, Lady Madeline didn’t know that her mother never knew how to access her powers. Unfortunately, her powers were just enough that she was able to bind herself and her bloodline to the will of the evil lady. Lady Madeline was furious when she discovered she couldn’t use Leeza’s mother for her own gain. Then, she found out about Leeza. Leeza’s mother had an ‘accident’ the next day and the good hearted lady of the castle let the fifteen year old orphan live in the castle as her maid. A tear slipped down Leeza’s cheek as she told the lady what she forsaw, “he’ll do it with the help...of one of your realm’s witches.” Lady Madeline howled in anger as she momentarily forgot her breeding. She brought the tip of the dagger to Leeza’s throat before saying, “Are you that witch, Leeza?” “No, Milady!” she stammered before running out of the room massaging her throat as Lady Madeline dismissed her. “If that brat hadn’t run away, I wouldn’t have to worry about this mess,” she said to herself as she brought the tip of the dagger on her full bottom lip. She smiled beautifully as she remembered how she thrust the dagger into her new husband’s flesh. At that moment, she became the ruler of Dunmore castle and the surrounding lands. But if Stephen came back to reclaim the throne, she may have issues with the castle guard. Right now, they were fully loyal to her, thanks to her female wiles, but many might be swayed to Stephen due to damn loyalty to his father. Right now, she had her most trusted guards searching for the eight-year old brat with the instructions to make sure he would never be found. “Jacob!” she called to her loyal guard standing outside her door. He swiftly entered to her call. “Gather some of the remaining guards. I want you to go on a witch hunt,” she said fondly as a gorgeous smile was placed on her lovely face. “and make sure every last one of them is dead.” Lydia stirred in her sleep and awoke. She had a feeling that something terrible was going to happen. She looked over to her sleeping husband and then to her sleeping baby daughter. Looking at her daughter made her feel better and smile. Lydia wondered what her daughter’s power or powers would be, since the toddler had not yet displayed them. What ever they were, Lydia knew they would be great because both Lydia and her husband were both witches. Their union was unique since male witches were almost unheard of. “Lydia!” she turned to the door that just opened. Her mother stood in the hut’s opening looking frightened. Her husband immediately awoke. “Witch hunters!” her mother hissed. “One of my friends told me that there are guards looking for witches! It won’t be long before someone points us out for gold,” she continued softly as she remained in the doorway. Lydia and James both looked shocked. There was a time where witches had lived in fear of being murdered for their gifts. They had thought those days were long gone, especially under the kind rule of Lord Dunmore. Although not many witches existed, those of them that did lived an open life instead of hiding. The village folk understood that they followed rules to use their powers by and were not evil. Lydia had the power to levitate, which was hardly a violent power, and James had the power to heal wounds, which helped many survive unfortunate accidents, especially the blacksmith. Her mother’s gift was the ability to identify lies, which made her an important asset to the magistrate. Humans and witches had learned to coexist, which is why the three couldn’t understand the sudden hunt. “Hurry and pack!” she said before turning around to go to her own hut so she could pack. The husband and wife pair packed all that they could in the two little cloth satchels that they owned. Lydia had just finished tying the satchel of things for her little Eva when she heard her husband make a strange sound. She turned around in time to see a guard pull his sword out of her husband’s mid section. “No!” she screamed in grief, not caring as the guard brought his sword down again to cut off her cry. Sedla froze as she heard her only child’s cry from the next hut over. She closed her eyes in agony as she heard the grief filled cry suddenly cut off. Her muscles didn’t seem to want to move as she imagined what had just happened. The only thing that got her running through the door was the cry of her only grandchild. She didn’t care if she was going to die in that hut with the rest of her family. At least she would go down with the people she loved. As she ran into the hut, she found herself face to chest of a guard who looked like he was in the process of laughing. She turned and saw another guard with his arms raised, ready to bring down his sword. But...they weren’t moving. It was like they were stuck in that position. She also noticed a fly in the air that looked like it was frozen in mid-flight. Finally, she brought her attention to the crying one year old. Quickly, she grabbed the young child and the satchel next to her and ran out the door. Eva finally showed an active power, and at the best possible moment, Sedla thought to herself as she fled through the village in the dawn’s light. If she could just get to the woods, then she would have a better chance of hiding. Dawn turned into day and then to dusk, but Sedla kept on running, only resting when necessary for the young one. Finally, she came to a river where she saw a young couple. She sneaked up to them so she could hear their conversation. “It was so nice to see Magda again,” she heard the pretty woman say. “Yeah, I can’t believe how big your nieces and nephews are getting,” her male companion chuckled. “I know,” she said before suddenly looking sad. “I wish she could say the same thing about our children.” He put an arm around her shoulders as he tenderly said, “You were made to be a mother. We’ll have one some day.” “When?” she said in a near whisper. “We’ve been trying so hard for so long...almost three winters have passed since we were married.” He gently kissed her forehead in response and whispered something back that Sedla couldn’t hear. Sedla had heard enough that she knew what she needed to do. She removed her necklace and held it over Eva’s heart as she whispered ancient words that she had been passed down from mother to child before her. “What was that?” Melody said as she heard a rustle behind them. She and Drake turned around to see an old woman with a baby in her arms. “I think we can both help each other,” Sedla said with obvious pain in her eyes. “Who are you?” Drake asked as he eyed the woman suspiciously while Melody stared longingly at the young child. “A witch, just like this one here.” The couple stared in amazement. “We’re not from around here. We were just visiting my sister. She told me that with Lord Dunmore’s death...and what happened to your kind as a result,” Melody said sympathetically. “Lord Dunmore has died? I guess that partly explains the sudden switch,” she replied, wondering what the new ruler had against witches. “Do you need a place to hide? You can travel with us to our home in Lord Candon’s realm,” he offered gratiously. “Thank you,” she said. “But they’ll keep on hunting me. I remember hearing stories from my mother about witch hunters and their tenacity. Now that witches have been living out in the open, it won’t be hard to get us all.” “Then what could we do for you?” Melody asked as tears started to form in her eyes. Sedla took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She put down and gently pushed Eva towards the couple. Although confused, the little one started to walk in clumsy baby steps as her grandmother gently pushed her. Eva was tired and saw that a pretty lady was squatting with her arms wide open. When Eva was asleep in Melody’s loving arms, Sedla took out the necklace and extended it to Drake as she informed him, “I bound her powers so she won’t be exposed as a witch. Give this necklace back to her if it ever becomes safe for our kind. Her powers will be released.” Sedla watched as the couple continued on their journey home. She made sure that she kept Eva’s baby blanket. As she hugged the blanket, tears began to flow as she thought about all those that she loved and lost that day. She knew what she had to do. Lady Madeline moaned as her moved her hips in a fast paced rhythm. Her guard, Lyon, moaned in reply as her pussy muscles milked his thick cock as she straddled him on her large bed. He brought his thick hands up to her breasts and massaged the large globes. She arched her back and threw her head back as he pinched her large nipples roughly. She then bent forward and quickened her pace so that her clit was being rubbed furiously between their bodies. The door opened just as she reached her loud climax. Lyon let out his load as he felt her pussy muscles convulse around his dick. “Hello, Geoff,” she greeted as the guard entered her chambers. She was still atop of Lyon, waiting for his cock to get hard again. “You said to inform you immediately when we found the last two witches,” he said as he felt his own dick grow hard at the sight in front of him. “And you did?” she said seductively, beckoning him to come closer. He closed the door and walked up to the side of the bed. “We found the old lady’s body near some rocks in the river by the east. We believe she tried to cross it but wasn’t strong enough for the current. Although there’s no body, we’re positive the baby drowned as well since she was clenching the baby’s blanket,” he said as he stripped out of his pants as Lady Madeline instructed with a simple nod towards his pants. His cock was thinner and longer than the one she had inside of her right now. Geoff knelt on the bed beside them and groaned as she took him inside of her mouth. Lyon became instantly harder watching her lick the staff eagerly before taking the entire organ into her mouth. Lyon began to buck underneath her so that he could get some desperately needed friction. Lady Madeline responded in kind by rotating her hips while still bobbing her mouth up and down on Geoff’s cock. “I do love good news,” she said when she was finally done sucking. She leaned forward so that her large breasts were smashed between Lyon and herself. Knowing what she wanted, Geoff moved so he was behind her. He gently probed her anus with his favorite head. “Geoff, dear, you know I don’t want gentle,” she warned before getting what she wanted. In one quick thrust, Geoff rammed his entire length into her tight opening. She screamed in pain and pleasure as he pulled almost completely out before ramming in again hard. Lady Madeline orgasmed several times as she felt both holes being filled with large cocks. She loved being doubly filled and groaned as she bent up enough so that Geoff could pinch her hard nipples. After they had both squirted their load into her, she smiled as she rested between the two chests. It was fun making sure the guard remained loyal. Witch Way Now? Ch. 02 **Please read Chapter 1 before reading this one. Thanks for all the feedback** Chapter 2 Tears slid down Eva’s pale cheeks as she saw what was left of her once happy home. The hut had been burned to the ground and only charred remains were before her. She heard light crunching sounds as she walked over the burnt splintered wood and leaves. Slowly, she found herself in the middle of her parents’ hut. As if the weight of the world was upon her shoulders, her knees gave way and she fell, sobbing into her hands. She looked up when she felt a large hand on her shoulders. “I’m sorry for your loss,” was all he said, but the look in his hazel eyes told her more, as if he knew too well what she was feeling. He went down to his knees and surprised her by wrapping her in his arms. She continued to cry although she felt much better being held in his gentle arms. She had been so happy when she found that she could work in their beloved Lord Candon’s castle. Although she loved her small village, she had always felt a need to explore and to be adventurous. When she had reached her eighteenth birthday, her mother finally allowed her to leave the village and to become a servant in the castle. Melody had hoped that her darling daughter would get her adventurous streak out of her so that she could marry one of the nice village boys and have many babies. Of course, Eva had different ideas. Instead, she loved watching the soldiers train and plan. If anything, she wanted to marry a soldier and be for him when he came home from war, regaling her with tales of valor. Then again, the soldiers had other ideas as well. As she watched some of her new castle friends flit from one soldier to another, she realized that her dream may not come true. In fact, whenever she talked to one of the soldiers, she found them looking at her as more of a play thing than as a wife. Eva was an optimist, however, and much to her parents’ dismay, she would only settle for the man of her dreams and no one else. And then Jacob arrived at the castle. He always stood away from her group, as if he was always deep in thought. Instead of flirting with the castle females, he would leave to consult with Lord Candon or simply brood by himself. To Eva’s annoyance, many of her friends tried outrageous tricks (such as naked-middle-of-the-night-groping and claim it was sleepwalking) to land themselves into his bed. Eva decided that she felt in love with him when he saved her from tripping down the last couple of steps of the main stairwell, although she tripped because she saw him and completely missed the step. He had simply smiled and nodded as if she was a real person and not some object to ogle over. As she watched him walk away from her, he briefly turned his head in her direction and smiled again. Eva sighed as she walked away, thinking of his darkly lashed hazel eyes, dark blond hair, and heavily muscled body. His face was a handsome image that she liked to keep tucked away in the corner of her mind when he wasn’t around. Although she didn’t know it, he also kept an image of her in the corner of his mind as well. With her dark black hair and bright green eyes, she stood out in the sea of fair-haired females that were abundant in the castle. Her creamy white skin looked soft and her full lips were inviting. Plus, with her lush breasts, narrow waist, and curvy legs, she had the kind of body that a man wanted to come home to. But, Jacob had other plans and although he wanted her for his own, he couldn’t risk it now. But just this morning, his plans suddenly became second place. While Eva was dusting in the hallway next to War room, Conroy, one of Lord Candon’s loyal guards entered and revealed unwelcome news. “Dunmore has destroyed the village of Fenroy this morning. Apparently, she has decided it was time she continued her attack on our lands.” Jacob didn’t hear the rest of the message. Instead, all he saw was the stricken look on Eva’s lovely face. She dropped her rag and quickly disappeared from view. Eva couldn’t believe what she had heard. She ran as fast as she could to the stables, not noticing that Jacob was not far behind. Thoughts kept racing through her head of what could have happened to her village. She prayed that the messenger was wrong and that all the Fenroy Villagers were happy going about their everyday lives. It took her the longer part of the day to ride to her village. That is, the remains of her village. She swallowed hard as she gazed upon the smoking site in front of here. Slowly, she got off her horse and tied it to a low tree branch, despite the fact it took her several tries because of her tear-filled eyes. She closed her eyes as she let her hands linger on the rope, as if when she opened her eyes, everything would be back to normal. Instead, when she opened her eyes, it was to see Jacob on his war horse, looking solemnly at the view in front of him. “I was wondering if you’d let me see you,” she said, noting how her voice was shaky from unshed tears. “I just wanted to make sure you were safe,” he replied as he remained on his horse. As she walked around the charred buildings, he leapt off his horse and continued to follow her. For some strange reason, although he felt the need to protect her, he also knew that this was something none should be shielded from. This was a journey she had to take to help her grieve. When he saw her fall, he knew that although she had to grieve on her own, he could at least hold her to let her know that she wasn’t the only one who had to take such a difficult journey. “I should have come home...when mother asked me to,” she hiccupped, after several heartbeats of solid crying. She looked at him with her large green eyes and sadly smiled as she remembered. “The last thing she said to me... was that she wanted me to hurry up and find someone special so she could spoil her grandchildren.” She ended with a fond laugh of the memory. As she looked around the remains, a hint of sparkle in the burnt remains caught her eye. Jacob let her go as she pulled away. Bending down, she brushed away some ashes and found herself uncovering a piece of golden jewelry. She picked it up and shook away the rest of the debris. As she looked at in the palm of her hand, she realized it was the necklace, a simple golden chain necklace with a heart charm, that her mother never took off. Choking back more tears, she turned and showed Jacob what had caught her attention. “It was my mother’s necklace; she never took it off,” she said. She tried to unclasp the clasp but her hands were shaking too much and her eyes were blurring over again. Jacob gently took the necklace from her. While she lifted her long wavy black hair, Jacob slipped the necklace around her neck and clasped it for her. While doing so, she felt a gentle kiss on the side of her neck and gasped at the sudden rush that flowed through her body. “It’s time we get back,” he said as he lightly kissed her forehead. All that she could do was nod as her fingers fondled her new necklace. They rode on their horses slowly as they made their way home and spent the time talking about various things. She spoke of some of her favorite parent memories while he talked about his recent travels. Suddenly, they came across two guardsmen that looked like they were on watch. Although Eva didn’t recognize them, her new friend certainly did. After ordering her to stay where she was, he unsheathed his sword and started charging toward the two men. The two men, seeing the charging soldier, quickly ran into the cover of the forest, forcing Jacob to leap of his horse and chase after them. Never one to listen to orders, Eva followed him, watching as the two guardsmen were joined by two more soldiers in a small clearing in the woods. “What kind of foolish soldier are you? There are four of us now. You shouldn’t have so blindly followed,” one of the soldiers taunted as the four circled around him with their swords unsheathed. Eva hid behind some bushes and watched in horror as Jacob found himself outnumbered. He didn’t care. He would kill every last one of the murdering sons of bitches. Eva screamed out loud as a fifth soldier suddenly appeared behind her. Six pairs of eyes fell upon her struggling form. “Well looky what I found,” the soldier laughed as he held the struggling girl in his thick arms. Jacob howled as he swung his sword, trying to get to the beautiful captive. Eva struggled and kicked when she found that her feet weren’t touching the ground anymore. The more she struggled, the more her captor laughed until he finally threw her to the ground. Eva gasped for air after the wind got knocked out of her. She shook her head and looked up to see the soldier kneeling before her, ready to rape her. She simultaneously screamed, turned her head, and put up her hands to stop him from lying on top of him. Suddenly, everything went quite. She turned her head up and reluctantly opened one eye, afraid of what she would see. The soldier was smiling lustily about to put his weight on her. Except, he wasn’t moving. She turned her head toward the five fighting men. One lay on the ground with a nasty wound. Another was bent over trying to get up. The other three had their swords connected, with Jacob trying to block the other two. And they were perfectly still. Whimpering, Eva used her arms to scoot herself from under her attacker. She stood up and swallowed hard, looking down at the man who had tried to rape her. She ran to Jacob and waved her open hand in front of his face. “Jacob, snap out of it!” she yelled with no luck. She didn’t understand what had just happened but she wasn’t going to push their luck. She wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. She did a half-circle around him and then gently laid a hand on his shoulder. Although she yelled at him again to snap out of it, he still remained frozen in battle. Eva started to panic, afraid that whatever happened was permanent. Desperate, Eva shoved her body against his as hard as she could. They both went flying into the dirt. “What the hell?” Jacob asked, confused as to why Eva was half lying on him and why he was suddenly on the ground. He looked up and saw the other frozen soldiers. “What happened?” “I don’t know!” Eva said as she hugged Jacob. “But I was afraid it was permanent.” “Did you do this?” he asked in disbelief? “No...yes...I don’t know,” she said, obviously in distress. “We have to get out of here. We’re outnumbered.” Jacob looked at the frozen men and wanted desperately to run his sword through all of them. But, he wasn’t like that. He would never kill someone so helpless. “Let’s go,” he said bitterly as they stood up. He wanted nothing more than to fight them all, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to take all of them for long. He started to move put his sword away when Eva heard sounds behind her. Her would-be rapist had landed flat on his belly in the dirt while Jacob’s two attackers found themselves falling forward. In surprise, Eva put up her hands as the men fell in front of her. She froze when she realized what had just happened. The five attackers were all frozen again. She looked at her upright hands and turned them in amazement. Somehow, she froze them. Turning back around, she found a frozen Jacob with his hand on his sword hilt as he was putting it away. This time, she knew how to get him out of it. After they both got up from the ground again, they both ran until they found the horses. Jacob quickened his horse’s pace until Eva could barely keep up. When the castle finally came into view in the now dark sky, Eva yelled, “Slow down! We’re here!” Jacob continued his furious pace until Eva threatened, “I’ll freeze you if you don’t!” “What’s the matter with you? You’ve been riding like a mad-man!” she said when he finally slowed his horse down to a walk. She bit her lip when he saw how furious he was. “I wouldn’t have really frozen you. I don’t even know how.” “You’re a witch, I suppose?” he asked as if it was a normal conversational starter. His jaw was clenched tightly after he said that. “I guess so. Although, I’ve never been able to freeze anything before. All I know is that ... I was so scared and I didn’t want any thing to happen ... and then time just stopped,” she whispered, extremely confused. “I can’t be a witch.” “Why not? You obviously have powers,” he stopped his horse and Eva did the same. “Do it again.” Eva breathed in deeply and put out her hands in front of her. Jacob narrowed his eyes after watching her struggle for several moments. “Can’t you do it again?” “I’m trying!” she said desperately until she finally sighed, “It couldn’t have been me.” “I see,” he said disappointedly while Eva looked down in frustration. She looked up when she heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed and looked up to see Jacob start to bring his sword down upon her. She put her hands up in surprise and almost fell off the horse. Jacob was frozen. Annoyed, she tried to make her horse go around his own horse, but apparently, horses could be frozen. She sighed and got off her horse as she waited for the freeze to wear off. After what seemed like an eternity, Jacob stopped his blade and smiled at the annoyed witch. He put his sword away as he spoke, “It’s a fear response. You’re going to need to find out how to access it when you’re not afraid.” “Easy for you to say,” she mumbled as she got back on her horse. “I still don’t understand. My parents weren’t witches.” They continued in heavy silence when Eva suddenly said in realization, “Do you think this necklace has something to do with it?” Jacob wondered out loud, “Maybe the necklace was a catalyst to help you use your powers?” Eva suddenly switched topics. “Who were those soldiers? They were wearing Candon colors, but they’re obviously not Candon soldiers.” “They were Dunmore soldiers,” he said flatly with his clenched jaw back in place. “How could you possibly know that? You’ve traveled in far away places, how could you possibly recognize them?” she probed. “I started traveling after I was eight, when that bitch killed my father and became lady of the castle. Those men were supposed to be my father’s loyal guard,” he bitterly revealed. Eva was shocked to hear such revelations. Jacob was the heir to Dunmore’s realm? “Is that why you’re here, to take back your castle?” He nodded in affirmation. “I’ve come to help Lord Candon stop the bitch and reclaim my realm with or without the damn prophesy.” “What prophesy?” Eva asked tentatively as they reached the castle gates. “My beloved stepmother,” he said stepmother as if it was the worst insult he could say, “was told that I can take back the throne with the aid of a witch.” Eva was stunned as she absorbed his heavy words. “And that witch, I’m guessing, is you.” Eva tossed and turned as she struggled to fall asleep. Finally, she gave up and exited the servant’s chambers. She slowly walked through the halls, running the day’s events before her. She was a lousy witch. Before going to bed, she had tried several times to try to get things to freeze without any luck. What use was having powers if she couldn’t figure out how to make them work? She hadn’t realized it until she stood in front of Jacob’s room, then she was subconsciously looking for him. She knocked several times on the heavy door without any response. When she was about to leave, the door suddenly opened and Jacob stood in front of her in just breeches. He moved aside to allow her entrance into his candlelit room before closing the door. He leaned back against it and studied the haunted woman in front of him. He couldn’t believe that she had been able handle the day’s events with such bravery. Eva studied him back in return. Slowly, she walked up to him and put her hand gently on his naked chest. She lightly traced the thick muscles that seemed to bulge before her eyes. With her forefinger, she lightly traced a thick white scar that went from his collar bone to above his left nipple. Without warning, she gently kissed the bottom part of the scar. Moaning, Jacob bent down and claimed his lips for his own. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to his mat. He gently laid her down and traced her bottom lip with a thick and calloused finger. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he whispered hoarsely. He groaned when she nodded her head. He lowered his head and gently kissed her full lips. Delicately, he parted her lips with his own before tasting her with his tongue. Eva gasped at the sensation and the butterfly feeling that was starting in her lower abdomen. She kissed him back eagerly, and ran her hands over his thick muscles, welcoming the new undiscovered feelings that he was making her feel. He paused in his seduction long enough to remove their unwelcome clothing. With her naked form on the mat, Jacob stared in appreciation, making Eva blush. She closed her eyes and moaned when she felt his hot breath near her right nipple. Gently, his mouth covered one rosy nipple while his hand circled around the other bud. Eva thrashed below him, arching her hips in an effort to reach something. He turned his mouth’s attention to the other rosy bud and began to gently suckle it while bringing his free hand between her legs. With expert hands, he delved between her thick lips to find the special button that would make her explode. Eva loudly gasped in amazement when he began stroking her swollen clit. He continued to stroke it while alternating between sucking between her two nipples. She arched her back and cried out loud as she reached her first orgasm. He then moved his fingers down until they rested at her very wet hole. Slowly, he inserted one finger in while he began kissing her long pale neck. She began to move her hips to get desperately needed friction. In response, his thick finger began to rhythmically pump in and out of her throbbing body. When she orgasmed again, he inserted two fingers inside her tight opening and continued pumping. Eva lost all thoughts as she gave way to the passion that she didn’t know that she had. When he stopped his gentle assault, she opened her eyes and watched him move between her knees. She gasped in surprise when she saw what was between his legs. His cock was huge and she was sure that there was no way it would fit inside of her. But she trusted him. He gently pushed his cock’s thick head inside of her and Eva forgot all worries as she moaned at the intense pleasure that she was feeling. He slowly pulled out and then pushed in a little further each time. He knew that he was going to break her virginal barrier and wanted to make sure that she was enjoying herself to ease some of the pain. Eva was going crazy with need as he teased her with his cock. Finally, she felt something build inside of her and she cried out as he Jacob finally broke through her barrier. When she finally came down from her orgasm, Jacob began to fully pump in earnest. She wrapped her legs around his waist so that he could get in deeper. She couldn’t count how many times she came before he cried out in his own orgasm. He kissed her on the forehead before rolling over so that she lay on top of him. She could still feel his spent cock inside of her as she rested on top of his warm body. “My real name’s Stephen,” he whispered into her ear when she mumbled his adopted name. Heartbeats later, they were asleep in each other’s arms. In the next realm over, a dark brown haired woman shot straight up at the waist from her sleeping mat. She breathed heavily as shock registered on her face. She ran a hand through her thick hair in agony. There was another witch, and Lady Madeline was going to find out about her soon. Witch Way Now? Ch. 02 Leeza sobbed in her hands. For the thousandth time, she wished she didn’t have the ability to see into the future. Witch Way Now? Ch. 03 Eva sighed as she watched the ball land on the castle floor. She bent over in frustration to pick up the cloth ball for what seemed like the thousandth time. Lost in thought, she didn't hear Stephen enter the tower room. She gasped as she felt a large hand land on her shoulder and quickly turned around to see her lover frozen in mid-greeting. She rolled her eyes and sat down in a nearby chair, waiting for the handsome soldier to unfreeze. True, she could unfreeze him by running into him, but her shoulder needed a break. "Eva," he finally said, several moments later, looking around for the young witch. He smiled when he finally spotted her in a nearby chair with her arms crossed and her lips pursed. "I'm guessing you haven't gotten your powers under control." "You know not to sneak up on me!" she said, sounding annoyed as she got up from her chair. "Perhaps you should be a little less jumpy," he teased as he gently cupped her face to kiss her. "Easy for you to say," she mumbled against his lips. He spotted the ball in her hand and took it. "You just need to focus," he lectured as he tossed the ball in the air. "We already know that fear triggers it so think of something frightening and channel that feeling." She straightened her back, took a deep breath, and tried to search her mind for something frightening. "Okay, I'm ready. Toss it again and I'll freeze and grab it." Stephen smiled a lopsided smile and tossed the ball up. Eva put her hands up and channeled her thoughts to stop it in mid-flight. Instead, the ball just fell back into Stephen's open hand. She softly cursed as she deflated in disappointment. "What were you thinking of?" he asked curiously. "Spiders," she began in a defeated voice. "I hate them." Stephen chuckled and began to absentmindedly toss the ball up and down. "Well there's your problem. I said something you fear, not hate." Eva rolled her eyes and searched her mind again for something to fear. "Okay," she finally said softly as she put her arms out in preparation. After the toss, she out her arms down and looked at the frozen scene in front of her. Slowly, she reached for the ball and took it out of the air. Instead of looking at the ball, she looked at her handsome lover and his frozen stance. Gently, as if he would break, she stroked the side of his face, feeling the unshaven rough hairs. She traced his lips with her thumb and stood on her tip toes to place a light kiss. It was the moment when she realized that she loved him with all her heart. Stephen broke out in a huge grin several moments later when the freeze had worn off. "You did it," he said as he put his hands on her narrow waist and lifted her in the air to twirl her around, while she laughed and begged him to put her down. "I did do it," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. Leeza didn't recognize where she was, which of course was not unusual. She was seeing into the future, which was like being in a dream that you couldn't control. She could definitely see she was in a bedchamber and that she wasn't alone. Sighing inwardly, she bitterly assumed she was foreseeing another Lady Madeline dalliance by the sounds of a man and woman in the room. A large bed was in the center of the room and had cloth hung from posts at each of its corners. The two lovers were horizontal so she couldn't see anything from where she was viewing from. She hated the idea that she had to watch but she couldn't control her damn visions. Although she wished she could wakeup, she had to stay and listen to the loud moans from the two. Suddenly, she saw one of the lovers get on top of the other to straddle. The top lover rose up and threw her hair back, showing a face filled with ecstasy. Leeza was shocked as she watched the woman move her hips against her lover's. It was her. But it couldn't be. Lady Madeline guarded Leeza from all others, afraid that even touching another person could mean her visions might not be as potent. There was no way that Leeza could ever have a lover. Despite the impossibility, she watched herself arch her back and place her arms behind her while she continued to grind against the unseen man. She watched her large pink tipped breasts bounce in rhythm until two large hands covered and massaged them while she moved. They squeezed the large bouncing mounds and pinched her sensitive nipples, which made her moans louder. She noticed that one of her lover's hands belonged to an arm that had a horrible scar from elbow to wrist that didn't seem to have affected his hand's ability to stroke her into an intense orgasm. She also noticed a nasty scar on her future upper right shoulder that she wasn't currently sporting. But the biggest surprise of all was after the extreme orgasm. She watched as she bent down to kiss her lover and say, "I love you." Leeza gasped. She couldn't believe her future self was in love! Not a moment later, Leeza heard her fondest desire. "I love you, too, wife," the man said in a low voice. A baby's cry suddenly broke through the romance as her vision suddenly became darker. "I better see what our son wants," her future self laughed as her husband playfully smacked her on her bottom. She knew her vision was ending, but she still wanted to scream and struggle to see who this man was. It was the first time in a long time where she didn't want her vision to end. It was also the first time in a long time that she felt happy. Stephen visited Lord Candon in the sun chamber with good news. "We're ready to lay our attack on Lady Madeline," Stephen said, barely able to keep the news to himself. "So the witch has mastered her powers?" Lord Candon asked after sending all the other people out of the chamber for privacy. After the door was closed by the last person to leave, Stephen informed him, "Eva has learned to freeze specific objects instead of everything in vicinity, and most importantly, she has learned to unfreeze with just her hands." He absent-mindedly rubbed his shoulder. "Excellent," Roan said as he sat to deliberate on the next plan of action. "With her on our side, we'll be able to practically walk into and siege the castle. Unfortunately, we'll have to contend with Lady Madeline's own witch." "Roan, as a friend, I must ask you to stop referring to witches as if they are inferior or something," he sat across from his friend and leaned forward with his hands between his knees. "You've never once called Eva by her name." Lord Candon sighed as he stood up and walked to the window. "You're in love with her," he flatly said. "Yes, I do," he replied, getting up and following his friend's path to the window. "She's a wonderful person." "I'm sure she's a lovely person, but you have to face facts that she's a witch," he shook his head as if he hated what he was saying but was going to say it anyway. "She's not normal. Do you really think your people will approve of a witch as their Lady? Think about it." "I have and I think the people will love her as much as I do. In my father's time, witches weren't hunted. They were and are good people." "Stephen, I really think you should consider the ramifications of being with a witch. If it wasn't for Lady Madeline's witch, do you really think our times would be so bad?" He cursed before continuing, "With her witch being so evil, don't you think Eva might have the potential to be evil as well?" "I think anyone has the potential of being evil, but it doesn't mean that everyone is evil," he countered. "You're my friend, Stephen. I'm just worried about you." Eva backed away from the door with tears in her eyes. She hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but she was searching for Stephen when she heard her name mentioned. She suddenly felt as if she couldn't breathe and decided she had to get fresh air. Walking wasn't getting her there fast enough so she began to run, ignoring the annoyed calls from people she practically pushed out if the way. Finally, she found herself outside the castle by a large tree next to a river. She sat down on the grass and bent her knees to be wrap her arms around. Eva watched the gentle flow of the river as she pondered what she had just heard. How could she fight with people who didn't even trust her? Worst of all, she feared that Lord Candon was correct in that that people wouldn't ever accept her. As she continued to daydream, she stretched her legs out and sat with her arms behind her to support her weight. She didn't hear the deliberately quiet footsteps behind her. Within a few heartbeats, Eva's hands were roughly grabbed behind her and slapped together with the palms against each other. A gag was placed around her mouth as she felt her hands being tied up. She was roughly lifted up and saw four men smiling triumphantly at her. "Well, she was just were the little witch had said she'd be," one of the men commented as he placed a riding cloak around her. He lifted the hood so her face would be hidden from any curious passerby. "We're going to have to make sure she won't cause a scene," she heard before feeling a sharp blow to her head that brought darkness. Eva awoke with one of the largest headaches of her life. She went to rub her forehead but found her hands weren't responding. When her thinking began to finally clear, she saw that she was sitting against a wall in a large room with her hands tied behind her back. A sad face appeared in her line of site. "Help me, please?" she asked the woman in the room in a voice that she was surprised to hear so raspy. The young woman slowly shook her head as if to say no. Eva started to struggle against her ties in desperation. "You shouldn't struggle. You'll hurt yourself," the chestnut haired woman lightly scolded as she walked towards the captive with a bowl of water in her hands. "What do you care?" Eva retorted as the young woman bent so that Eva could sip water from the bowl. "I care very much. I really want to help you...but I can't," she said as the younger woman sipped eagerly. "Who are you?" Eva finally asked in a clearer voice. "My name's Leeza. And I'm a witch like you." Leeza got back up to put the bowl by the table. "You're a witch? Then you have to help me! The Lady of this castle is a madwoman! She's the reason witches are all but extinct." "No," Leeza whispered, completely still. "I'm the reason." Eva felt as if all the air had been knocked out of her. "You're the reason? You're the evil witch that helps Lady Madeline," she summed up in a horrified voice. "I have the power of seeing into the past and future," she began, only to be interrupted by the growing increasingly angry captive. "And you used your power for evil?" "No!" Leeza replied. Eva was stunned by the emphatic tone in her voice that she couldn't help but believe her. "I'm under a curse in which I have to obey Lady Madeline." "Which means she practically has the ability to see in the future," Eva gasped. "Not entirely. I've been better in that I have been able to use word play to avoid telling her as much as I can." "I don't quite understand." Leeza came back to kneel in front of her. She reached behind Eva's neck and removed the necklace that had held Eva's powers captive. "Did you know you have another power? Lady Madeline never directly asked me so I didn't tell her." Eva was about to demand her necklace back but became intrigued by Leeza's revelation. "I do? What is it?" Leeza smiled a real genuine smile. "I'm not going to tell you. No one should know the future before it happens." Eva gave her an annoyed look. "Lady Madeline doesn't seem to mind." "She's abusing a gift that should never have been given." Leeza looked at the necklace in her hand. "This is a beautiful necklace." "You said you saw the past. I'm guessing you know all about that necklace's history." Leeza looked at Eva directly with unblinking eyes. "I saw the power-binding spell be performed." Eva swallowed nervously, knowing what was about to happen. "And Lady Madeline has ordered me to perform it." Eva became still and watched as Leeza lifted the necklace over her heart and began reciting. Lady Madeline strolled into the room with ten of her best men behind her. "Ah, our lovely prisoner has awoken," she smiled as she gracefully walked towards Leeza with an outstretched hand. Leeza obediently placed the necklace on her palm and watched as the beautiful blonde delightfully laughed. "How perfect!" she gloated as she walked over to her prisoner, tossing the necklace up and down on her smooth palm. "I'm so glad to finally meet the witch responsible for my supposed downfall. But then again, you're not really a witch anymore. Are you?" she said as she lightly tilted her head as if expecting an answer. Eva remained silent, her eyes fearful. "My guards tell me that my beloved stepson and Lord Candon have 'breached' the castle defenses to rescue you. They must think that we wouldn't notice two men, but," she paused to lightly caress Leeza's cheek, "thanks to my little dove here, we knew what to look for." "They'll hear some guards talking about the captive located in this room, come to rescue you, and then we'll all be one happy family," she continued as she suddenly held the necklace in a tight fist. "Make sure our guest here stays quiet. I wouldn't want her to miss my adored stepson's untimely demise," she said to a guard as she slid the necklace into her skirt pocket. The guard tied a gag around Eva's mouth before they all left the room to wait for the trap to be set. Leeza was the last one to leave. She had turned around once to look at the tied up girl and sadly told her, "I wish the past had happened differently," before closing the door behind her. "Eva!" Stephen exclaimed in a relieved whisper as he walked towards his love who was desperately trying to tell him he was walking into a trap. Lord Candon remained a look out at the door. Eva knew that any moment the other door would open and the two men would be instantly outnumbered. Her worst fear came true when Stephen had barely made it to the middle of the room. Ten of Lady Madeline's men came in through the door and in a few heartbeats, Stephen was surrounded by drawn swords. "Put your sword down, love, before you hurt someone with it. You, too, Lord Candon," Lade Madeline said as she floated through the door with Leeza in tow. She sighed when the two men didn't follow her orders and proceeded to try to even out the numbers. "What do they think they're doing?" she laughed as Leeza backed away from her to stand against the wall. Leeza watched in amazement as the two men bravely fought despite they were outnumbered. She hoped they would win even though she knew that Lady Madeline could call in more guards as easily as she could breathe. One by one the guards fell as Lady Madeline watched with amusement, knowing that she was toying with her prey and that there were scores more men waiting outside the doors for her command. Deciding that she wanted to play too, Lady Madeline removed her favorite dagger and aimed at the closer of the two's heart. The two men were wearing simple cloth peasant clothing to ensure that they could sneak into the castle unnoticed. She knew that if she threw her dagger, it would slice easily through his back and into his heart. "Silly men," she mocked to herself, "never turn your back to a lady." With an expert flick of the wrist, she threw her dagger. Leeza watched in amazement at the men's fighting ability and courage. She couldn't believe that Stephen would risk everything for Eva and that Lord Candon would loyally watch his back. Lady Madeline's sudden movement made Leeza turn her attention back to her. She was going to throw her dagger, and Leeza didn't need to see the future to know that the Lady would not miss her target. Making a quick decision, Leeza threw herself just in time to feel the dagger enter her right shoulder. The momentum flung her backwards into Lord Candon's back as he finished off his last attacker. He turned around in surprise as he watched the woman who saved his life slide to the floor. He grasped her around the waist to gently ease her fall as she slipped to the floor. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a horrible scar on Lord Candon's right arm from wrist to elbow. Lord Candon watched in horror as the beautiful woman who saved his life closed her eyes and became limp. This was Lady Madeline's witch, and he had assumed she was his enemy. His heart ached as he realized he had never been more wrong. "Stephen, darling, will you please put your weapon down," a melodious voice asked. Stephen looked back to see Eva standing up with her neck bent, trying to ease the pressure from another one of Lady Madeline's sharp daggers. A soldier was holding Eva in a tight grip. Stephen cursed as he panted heavily and tossed down his sword. Four of the remaining guards circled him, ready to slit his throat if their Lady commanded. With delicate steps, Lady Madeline walked towards her stepson, relishing every moment. She stood next to him as he remained perfectly still with his lips tight with anger. She smiled beautifully as she placed her hand on his chest. She circled around him slowly with her hand touching his shoulders and back as if admiring what he had become. "Oh, why couldn't your father look like this when I married him?" she breathed. "Instead he was an old man more interested in ruling than in me." "My father was a good man," Stephen stated proudly, breaking his silence. Lady Madeline looked at him with angry eyes, not used to having someone defend her husband. "I'm going to really enjoy killing you in front of your witch." "Hold him," she commanded to the guards as Eva watched helplessly. Before thrusting her knife into his body, she smiled and stood on her tiptoes to give Stephen a long kiss. Eva gasped into her gag as she watched her love was being kissed by his future killer. She suddenly had never felt angrier in her life. All thoughts of helplessness left her as every inch of her being was filled with a justifiable anger. Had anyone bother to look at the young woman, they would have saw her bright green eyes darken into a dark fiery red. Eva began panting heavily through her nose and gag, which brought the guard's attention back to the young witch that he held tightly in his arms. "Just sit tight and watch the show, witch," he chuckled. She twisted her neck to look towards the guard and watched as his eyes lit up at surprise. Moments later, he went flying away from her as if thrown. She looked back towards the center of the room and realized she knew what her second power was. Unlike the freezing power, she had no problems mastering this one since all she had to do was channel her anger, which she had plenty of. As she focused on each of the guards surrounding Stephen, each went flying away as if stuck by an invisible powerful force. Lady Madeline turned around in surprise at her captive that she underestimated. "Damn Leeza!" she hissed before she was suddenly airborne. A wall stopped her flight, and she landed in a crumpled unmoving heap. Stephen and Eva ran towards each other. He untied her and held her as if he would never let go. "I can't get her to stop bleeding," a pleading voice called out. They both turned around to watch Lord Candon bent over the dying Leeza, desperately trying to stop the blood flow. "You've told the right person," Eva smiled as she walked over to her new friend and froze her. But her blood kept flowing. "Can't you freeze her?" Lord Candon asked in a gruff voice. "I'm trying," Eva said, surprised that her power wasn't working. Witch Way Now? Ch. 03 Eva felt helpless as she struggled to figure out what to do. Suddenly, she told Lord Candon to get a necklace out of Lady Madeline's dress pocket and quickly throw it to her. Lord Candon, now having complete trust in her, had no problem following her order and tossed the necklace a scant moment later. Eva put the necklace around her neck and prayed that it would work. Leeza's bleeding suddenly stopped as she froze. Eva let out a sign of relief. "Stephen, we need to summon a doctor," she said as Stephen let out the order. The guards all realized that he was their Lord Dunmore and obeyed him. "What happened?" the two men asked her. "I think the power-binding spell does more than just bind her powers. It also protected her from her mother's curse and my freeze power. That's why she could disobey Lady Madeline's orders to stay out of the way and why I couldn't freeze her." "But why would she bind her own powers?" Lord Candon asked as he gently stroked the frozen woman's soft hair. "Lady Madeline made the order to perform the spell, but she never specified on whom," Eva paused in admiration of the woman in front of her. "So she performed the spell on herself." Leeza moaned in ecstasy as she moved her hips in rhythm with Roan's. She grew louder as she felt her goal come nearer. In her straddled position, her clit was being rubbed with each one of her hip gyrations. Roan's hands held her at her waist, squeezing her tender flesh in passion. With a final shout, she shuddered in an orgasm, while Roan moved his hands up to squeeze her full breasts. He thrust his head back, causing his upper body to lift up from the bed, as he felt her inner muscles massage his cock, bringing about his own orgasm. "You're quite a workout, my Lord Candon," Leeza breathed heavily as she rolled off him onto her back. "As are you, my Lady Candon," he teased as he rolled to his side and used his elbow to prop him up. He always loved to just look at her. "What?" she asked with one of her beautiful smiles. Free from her curse, Leeza was unrecognizable from four years ago. Her haunted eyes were no longer sad and dull, but bright with happiness and a love of life. Her movements were no longer hesitant, but commanding and inquisitive. Marriage and motherhood had done her well. "Just admiring," Roan admitted as he lightly stroked her collarbone to the scar that had sealed their fate four years past. He continued his gently path down to her breasts to the pink tips at each apex. With his callous finger, he stroked the smooth skin that continued to fascinate him. Leeza let out a small sigh as he circled her delicate nipples. Bending down, he seized one gently between his teeth and licked the very tip with his tongue, causing his wife to arch her back and moan. Simultaneously, he pressed a finger against her sensitive clit and listened as her breathing became labored. He circled the bud and gently plucked at it with his thumb and forefinger while continuing his gently assault on her hard nipples. She came for him again in a loud climax. A boy and a girl were sitting together in the nursery. One was the future Lord of Candon while the other younger one was a Lady of Dunmore. Little did they know that they were betrothed to be married to unite the close families. As far as they were concerned they were normal little children. "Where'd my toy dolly go?" Kaleigh asked. "I'll look for it," Tarrick, the three and a half year old gentleman offered. He levitated into the air and looked down, spotting the toy. "There it is!" "Behind the bed?" she asked as she headed towards the bed and then through it as if the bed was nothing but air. So, they were normal little children – with powers.